I Do Wash Windows...

When Mac walked into my bedroom tonight and saw the ironing board, she said, “Oh, my God.” And then doubled over, trying to catch her breath.

When I mentioned that I might even pick up a needle and thread and do some mending, she started hyper-ventilating.

I don’t usually buy things that need to be ironed, I hate it so much, and I do have a plastic bin to store the things that need to be mended - not that I actually ‘mend’... (Who am I? Laura Ingalls Wilder?) I usually just store these skirts with ripped seams and shirts with missing buttons until they go out of style and I can throw them away. I have this Ralph Lauren khaki mini skirt that has needed the button sewed back on for the better part of 4 years (5 might not be an exaggeration). But since there is a drawstring on it, does it really need a button? It’s button has lived in the pocket of the skirt this whole time - except when it’s in the wash - then I rest it on the washing machine.

I have even carried this skirt (and it’s button) from Japan to Indiana, twice, with the intention of asking my mom to sew the button on for me, but then I remembered I was an adult and was too ashamed to ask. So I took it back home, sans button.

But as it’s time to pack up and move again, I am seriously considering trying this thing you call ‘mending’. So if you happen to catch on the news that Hell has frozen over, you can assume my skirt has regained it’s button.